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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 44. Age meerly depending on the continuall Flux of time, we have very small reason to boast of a long life, already obtained: or be proud of the hope, hereafter to attaine un∣to it
THe present time doth fly away so fast,
That one can hardly follow't with his mind:
The Praeterit's a time already past:
And seeing the futur's still to come, we find,
Both those being absent, that they are not ours:
Although they breed to us no meane vexation,
Th'one with the slip'ry thought of ill-spent houres:
And th'other, with a carefull expectation.
Thomas Urquhart
Thomas Urquhart's other poems:- Epigrams. The Third Booke. № 6. That overweening impedeth oftentimes the per∣fectioning of the very same qualitie, wee are proudest of
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 43. That inconveniences ought to be regarded to before hand
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 24. No man should glory too much in the flourishing verdure of his Youth
- Epigrams. The Second Booke. № 22. A very ready way to goodnesse, and true VVisedome
- Epigrams. The First Booke. № 30. That wise men, to speak properly, are the most powerfull men in the world
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